Candle Flame Poem by Chitra Bisht

I come in different shapes and sizes
Different colors, occasionally with fragrances

Shrouded in wax from all sides
I am commonly know as candle light

The burning of wick makes me glow
Brightly with a beautiful halo

The wax ramparts melting in submission
Emitting gentle fragrance filling with passion

I witness the lovers professing their love
Brighten hearts by eliminating darkness

A part of meditation, reverence to God
A symbol of peace, bear witness to departed

So what if life is short, mine is shorter
Live it to the fullest, this is all that matters.